"You'd better wait here," Desmond told Adonia as they entered a deserted waiting room. It was plush and full of expensive-looking furniture. Adonia took a seat in a comfy armchair. She saw that there was a private secretary just down the hall. Desmond stalked off towards the door at the end of the hall.
Desmond stormed into Charles Widmore's office with the secretary close behind, asking him to stop.
She apologized to Mr. Widmore and he said, "It's all right. Mr. Hume was a colleague of mine." He stopped the security that had just entered the room and asked them to leave.
"I know you have questions for me," Desmond said. "I'm not going to answer them. I've come here to ask you something. And once you've told me everything I need to know, you'll never see me again. Understand?"
"All right."
"I need to know where I can find Daniel Faraday's mother."
"What makes you think I would even know the answer to that?"
"Because even before you put Faraday on your little boat and sent him off to the island, you spent ten years funding his research. So I figure you must know something regarding his next of kin."
Charles Widmore seemed to think about the question before answering, "She's in Los Angeles. This is an address for her. I suspect she won't be pleased to see you, she's a very private person." He wrote down the address and gave it to Desmond.
Desmond went to the door to leave as Charles Widmore said, "You're putting yourself in the middle of something that goes back many years. It has nothing to do with you. Wherever you were hiding, go back there."
"Thanks for the advice," he replied.
